Volume 1, Chapter 22: The Eloquent Qinghe

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"Do not speculate wildly about who the Empress is!" The Nine-Thousand-Year-Old offered Liang Zhaodi a well-intentioned warning; whatever you are imagining, none of it is true.
"Then please take your leave; I have other matters to attend to," Ye Wushang said, his expression strained, his fists clenching involuntarily.
Within the Five Elements Sect, everyone had returned to their routines, eating and drinking as usual. Zhang Dafei was still locked in a fierce struggle, causing the entire Origin Fire Peak to tremble incessantly.
It was the season for wild geese to fly south, yet Lady Su managed to frame it with such auspicious meaning, primarily by involving Zi Xin.
In the Central Domain, the Imperial Rank was not rare, but they could still discern the gap between a pseudo-Imperial and a true Imperial. Moreover, the disparity in strength above the Imperial Rank was so vast that the color of one’s spiritual energy no longer held any significance.
Although there was still a man named Tai Qi in the palace, he had been beaten until he was barely breathing, his tongue scorched by salt. It was clear he would not survive, and no useful information could be pried from him.
Just as Yang Yi was caught in a dilemma over these instructions, he heard word from outside that Lady Chong had arrived, and he felt a sudden sense of relief.
Looking at the "pagoda," Liu Yifan frowned slightly. He remembered that when he had previously departed from the Nine Heavens of the Immortal Realm, he had looked back at these nine connected planets, yet he had never noticed that their light formed a pagoda-like halo.
He had been searching tirelessly, sending men to every corner of the country, only to return disappointed time and again.
He looked up; his eyes met nothing but rain and the encroaching mire of the chaotic terrain. He wanted to retreat, but his own troops blocked the way behind him. Moving forward, his horse was already terror-stricken—how could flesh and blood stand against a charging cavalry division?
Under the deliberate orchestration of Baroque Works, the populace believed the drought was caused by the King’s clandestine use of the rain-inducing "Dance Powder," which triggered a civil war that resulted in heavy casualties.
The old man was impervious to both soft and hard tactics. The bald man could only swallow his anger; after leaving, he climbed back into his BMW Z4 convertible.

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Seeing Shu Yuan nod, as if realizing there was no room for negotiation, Ming Xiao ran back upstairs and brought down the piggy bank he had sold to her.
"Commander, shall we mobilize the army and strike now? The General’s death cannot be left unavenged. I implore you to order an attack on the Kirin Pirate Crew to avenge our General!" The messenger, suddenly agitated, threw himself to his knees before Wu Zhi, shouting his plea.
Ke Yingying looked at him with an indescribable expression. "Perhaps stay home for a day; it is best not to speak too definitively." No sooner had she finished than Bai Yi shot her a look of utter contempt.
Shooting out a security camera in the corridor, Li Jie stood still, pondering how to deal with the ambush ahead.
"We must ensure a high attendance rate. The tickets can be cheaper—one hundred yuan will do. If it’s full, that’s fifty thousand yuan; in a month, that’s two hundred thousand. That is not a small sum."
The hospital directors and department heads, all experts, understood the significance and value of the report. After the initial shock, they were overcome with ecstatic joy.
"Regarding this, forgive me, Fei cannot disclose it." Lin Fei turned back and flashed a cunning smile at Pang Tong.
Fu Qian naturally did not know Rong Fengxiang's true identity. After the group offered further explanations, they finally clarified the situation regarding Rong Fengxiang.
The food outside the pass was somewhat unpalatable compared to the food within. None of the three ate much, leaving most of the meal behind.
The collapse of the 160-story building was a spectacular sight; the rising dust was enough to be carried several kilometers away, and even the place where Chen Mu and the others were located could not avoid being affected.
"My lord, is something the matter?" Guo Tu, standing behind Yuan Tan, also sensed that something was amiss and hurried forward to inquire.
The American recruits in the conference room grew restless, nine out of ten looking at the two with expressions of admiration and envy.

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In a relationship as tangled as a chaotic mess, they ultimately had to decide by drawing lots, with the two longest ones clearly meant for Qin Fen to experience.
Baby yielded her spot to Chen Fusheng and ran off to perform a close, provocative dance on stage with a handsome young man who sang at Marceau, not forgetting to cast a few flirtatious glances toward Chen Fusheng’s direction.
With hands wreathed in cyan light, she surrounded Li Yiling and me, leaving no room to escape. The Four Symbols formation Li Yiling had set up had already been crushed by her. Fortunately, we stood firm, chanting mantras that managed to provide a momentary barrier. However, as the cyan hand-shadows multiplied, I felt the surrounding temperature plummet.
Du Zhanpeng, having parted ways, also witnessed this scene. Unlike Red Scorpion, his eyes and the corners of his mouth were filled with endless amusement.
The group looked closely and felt that this young man did not look like a college student; he was likely a high schooler, probably living nearby and just dropping by to hang out over the weekend.
The incense was lit, and following Zhang Shan’s instructions, they used the chant to trigger the formation. The smoke from the incense slowly enveloped the white-haired fox.
Ling Xiao lit another cigarette, took a drag, and looked at his sister with a dim expression.
Unexpectedly, Cui Huanrou and Gongyang Miying came knocking, claiming the Prince had promised them five hundred taels.
Qian Nai’s bewildered expression made Fuji Shusuke chuckle. This annoyed her—why did Zhou Zhu always smile at her like that? Was she really that funny?